Gray

Chapter 3

Over the course of the next few days Gray's state did not change. Loki was with her at all times which made the others slightly suspicious.

Wanda was the only one who refused to visit her. She would just glare at the floor whenever someone brought Gray up and something would break before Wanda stormed off. It was odd to say the least.

"How is she Mr. Loki?" Peter asked quietly as he walked into the room.

"Still asleep. I don't want to force her to wake. How long does she normally sleep?" Loki closed the book he had been reading and placed a hand on Gray's forehead.

"She's slept anywhere from five minutes to five weeks." Peter sighed, sitting on the bed next to her hip. "There was just something off about this time."

"What do you mean?" Loki furrowed his brows.

"She's never passed out immediately. Normally I have time to get her to a safe spot but this time she just slipped." Peter sighed again.

"Well maybe it was because she felt safe. You two seem to know each other pretty well." Peter shrugged.

"She's like a big sister to me. She lets me call her noona which means 'big sister'. I love her like family." Peter smiles, placing a delicate kiss to Gray's nose, watching as her face scrunched up cutely. "She seems to be little at the moment."

"I beg your pardon?"

"Oh that's probably something I should tell you since you're watching after her. Gray is a switch. Like a huge switch. She can go from all confident and outgoing to shy and childlike. Her face never scrunches unless she's little. I think she'll wake up soon." Peter explained, watching as Gray whimpered before snuggling up with his back. "See? She is all about personal space when she's big. Now she's little since she's so cuddly."

"So it's like what the man of iron described a switch as. Dominant or submissive?" Peter blushed and nodded. "Well that makes sense. She's been extremely touchy when you aren't here. I just figured she was having a nightmare."

"No she just switched." Peter looked at his phone before groaning. "I gotta go Mr. Loki. Keep her safe for me?"

"You have my word." Peter smiles before kissing Gray's forehead.

"Love you noona." When the door shut once again Loki gave Gray a once over. Her pale skin was a stark contrast to her full, red lips. Her almond eyes were sunken in as if she hadn't slept in a little while.

"You should really just wake her up. Sleeping this much isn't healthy." Tony said as he opened the door.

"She isn't like you or even me Stark. You have to know what she's like to understand what's healthy for her and what's not. Plus she looks sleep deprived. Man of spiders said she had a lot of late nights and early mornings. According to Peter she pretty much runs on coffee." Loki looked back at Gray whose breathing was starting to quicken. "Leave us be Stark. Too many people will freak her out." Tony nodded before leaving.

"P-Peter." Gray muttered, turning t clutch onto Loki's thigh. "Please. Don't leave me." Gray whimpered, tucking herself closer.

"Darling it's time to awaken." Loki whispered, smoothing her hair down.

"No." Gray whined and squeezed her eyes shut tightly.

"Gray." Loki said with a warning tone in his voice. "One." Gray shook her head no. "Two." She pulled the pillow over her head. "Don't make me get to three. So help me Odin if Heimdall is my witness I will drag you out of bed myself." Gray clutched onto Loki's hand, pushing the pillow away slowly. "There you go. Open those eyes for me darling."